the hourglass

How is it that the sidewalk where tiny flip-flops flapped
and trike wheels creaked
is still the same slab,
still cracked and pollen-streaked?
Nothing shifts in a year or two
yet once the years pile, everything’s new?

(Washington, DC)

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About Peter

Associate Dean for Research and the Lincoln Filene Professor of Citizenship and Public Affairs at Tufts University's Tisch College of Civic Life. Concerned about civic education, civic engagement, and democratic reform in the United States and elsewhere.